At this moment, at this moment.
The day after Tianzong, Luo Fu was named the Holy Son.
Tianzong, Taifu Shinto Pavilion.
Shinto Peak No. 1.
Shinto Palace.
Shinto Peak No. 1 was given to Luo Fu, the chief master of Taifu Shinto Pavilion and the seventh son of the Penglai Divine Sect.
On the top of the entire mountain lies a magnificent palace complex.
At the entrance to the main palace, there is a giant monument of 100 feet, with three large gilded characters written on it: Shinto Palace!
At this moment, red lights were hung everywhere in the Shinto Palace, the hall was full of red silk, and there was a buzz of people.
The casual disciples of Taifu Shinto Pavilion were all beaming with joy. Some were carrying brand-new tables and chairs, and some were carrying huge ivory beds. They were walking in and out of the palace complex, busy.
Hong Zhentian was in charge at the scene and kept angrily scolding the casual cultivators.
"Be careful. His gums are made from the tusks of Hongmeng giant elephants that lasted for three thousand years. If the Tao Master knocks off a small corner, I'll beat him until he vomits blood!"
"Fuck, what the dog said, is that the teacup he made for ninety-nine and eighty-one days? It's a five-colored glass cup. If you dare to break it, I will drive you back to your hometown in the countryside!"
Housewarming.
The chief casual cultivator of Taifu Shinto Pavilion and the elders of the casual cultivators took out their treasures and presented congratulatory gifts to Luo Fu.
If it were just these treasures, Hong Zhentian wouldn't be so busy.
The problem is that all the major sects of Tianzong also came to congratulate him.
One after another, the spirit boats flew across the long distance to Shinto Mountain No. 1, and the sky above the mountain was surrounded by water.
"Tianzong, Five Elements Immortal Pavilion, sent one hundred and fifty sets of thousand-year-old sunken wood furniture to the Seventh Holy Son!"
"Tianzong, Netherworld Sacred Pavilion, has sent three thousand volumes of calligraphy and painting classics to the Seventh Holy Son!"
"Tianzong, Wandao Shenyuan Pavilion, sent a sapphire slab for the seventh holy son, one hundred and seventy-six thousand square meters!"
"Tianzong, Six Saints Yin Yang Pavilion, sent for the seventh Saint Son..."
Outside the palace, Hong Zhentian is in charge of the overall situation.
In the palace, Concubine Nangong was very busy.
"Hey, that calligraphy and painting is not appropriate to hang on the east wall. Let's hang it on the west wall."
"That set of furniture does not match the style of this palace. Move it out and send it to the seventh wing of the West Palace."
"Bring that bookshelf over here..."
On the side, Luo Fu shook his head in confusion: "Chief Nangong, you really don't need to go to such trouble."
"I'm used to being clean by myself. I'm afraid I won't be able to use these messy things even once when I advance to the Emperor Sect."
"Move them all and give them to you and Chief Hong Zhentian."
"How can that be done!" Concubine Nangong wiped off her sweat and said to Luo Fu with her hands on her hips, "You are the face of Taifu Shinto Pavilion!"
"What a shame if your residence is too shabby!"
As he was talking, something suddenly sounded, and he hurriedly pointed at several female disciples: "Hey, who is that? Come to my dormitory."
"My chief also has five thousand orchid incense packets in his collection. I brought them all to Luo Fu."
Luo Fu was speechless for a while, then smiled bitterly and said: "Things used by women...give them to me, I'm afraid they won't be suitable."
Been busy for most of the night.
Two hours before dawn, the Shinto Palace finally became quiet.
The chief, the elders, and the disciples also left one after another.
Luo Fu stood in the empty hall and shook his head repeatedly.
Originally, Concubine Nangong and Hong Zhentian proposed to hold a grand banquet in the Shinto Palace to celebrate.
After Luo Fu repeatedly refused, citing the reason of "wanting to rest," everyone left in frustration.
The night is already deep.
The vast night sky is dotted with stars.
The bright moonlight filtered through the skylight, casting a thin layer of warm light on Luo Fu's facial features that had lost their tenderness and were now slightly sharp.
He did not appreciate the beautifully decorated Shinto palace layout.
He didn't care about it, but the entire main hall was filled with the fragrance of orchids.
Quiet footsteps, stepping on the exquisite floor made of sapphire, passed through the palace gate and arrived outside the entire Shinto palace.
The night wind is as cool as autumn water.
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at the stars silently.
On the empty Shinto Peak, looking around, there are many mountains and mountains around, and there are many mountain shadows.
Ethereal and lonely.
For the sake of purity, Luo Fu insisted on staying with Concubine Nangong, and all the female disciples who wanted to serve as maids for Luo Fu also withdrew.
Concubine Nangong was a little disappointed.
Those graceful female disciples stamped their feet and beat their chests in disappointment.
At this time, Luo Fu was the only one left on the mountain.
He looked at the starry sky, as if waiting for something.
quiet.
The mountains were so quiet that only the sound of gurgling streams remained.
After half an hour.
Luo Fu's smiling face gradually lost patience.
"Why don't you come out yet?"
"Accompanied by the ten major sects and the spirit boats that came to send congratulatory gifts, twelve auras quietly stayed behind and did not leave."
"If you don't come out, it will be dark."
The words just fell.
Whoosh!
From the dark mountain abyss, there were suddenly twelve vigorous figures, shooting diagonally towards the top of the mountain.
Outside the Shinto Palace.
Twelve masked men in black surrounded Luo Fu.
The first person was also wearing black clothes, but he looked out of place and had long, fluffy hair.
The pair of eyes exposed outside the black veil are like foxes, charming and charming.
The leader is a female monk.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The female monk looked approvingly at Luo Fu, applauded and praised: "As expected of the chief master of Taifu Shen Dao Pavilion, the seventh holy son."
"We have done everything possible, but you are still aware of it with your extremely keen spiritual sense."
"You are indeed worthy of our risk."
Before, the entire Shinto Palace was busy, and one after another the spirit boats came to congratulate.
In such a noisy and chaotic environment.
There are twelve auras that quietly remain and lurk.
Luo Fu actually sensed it!
Luo Fu smiled slightly and looked at the female monk calmly: "Calculate the time, it's time for you to take action."
"Did you expect us to come?" The female monk frowned slightly.
Luo Fu no longer looked at her, but without warning, he put his gaze back on the starry sky and said calmly: "It's not difficult to guess."
"Bai Xianhe is by no means the only traitor."
"Three days later, it will be the day when the Penglai sermon begins again."
"If I must die, it would be more valuable to die before preaching."
The people in black were silent.
Luo Fu's calm attitude made the leading female monk look wary: "Aren't you afraid!?"
Luo Fu still had no interest in seeing her and stared at Haoyue: "It seems that you have spent a lot of money this time."
"Ninth level of God Refining, do you value me so much?"
"You should be lurking in Tianzong, the top elders of the major sects."
"Your forces must have put in a lot of effort to train you to become superiors."
The ninth level of refining the gods!
These twelve men in black are all experts at the ninth level of God Refining!
In order to kill Luo Fu, a fifth-level palace god, he actually sent twelve top experts from the Tianzong!
Luo Fu smiled slightly: "I guess, in order for you to make meritorious service, your forces even took the initiative to make some sacrifices and concessions."
"Such a meticulous layout, but twelve of you will die today. Even I feel sorry for you."
The female monk frowned and shouted: "What an arrogant tone!"
"Do you really think that if you kill Bai Xianhe, a sixth-level God Refiner, you will be able to do anything?"
"Haha, you think we can't see that your level beyond the limit is the second level of virtual refining!?"
"I originally wanted to send the elders from the seventh level of God Refining to deal with you, but to be sure, we, the twelve God Refining Level 9 people, took action personally. You deserved your death."
A man in black next to him shouted sternly: "What are you talking to him about? Just kill him and go and receive the merit!"
The female monk laughed wildly: "Our attack on Luo Fu tonight will definitely go down in history!"
"Putting such a feat that shocked the past and present in front of you, it is inevitable that you will be reluctant to take action and want to enjoy it more."
"Forget it, let's do it!"
"This kid has many tricks up his sleeve. Let's all join in. Don't hold back and just go all out!"
"Hang his head above the gate of my Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace!"
After saying this, the twelve powerful ninth-level God Refiners all fired at the same time.
In order to ensure that Luo Fu would die, they used their strongest skills as soon as they came up.
All of a sudden.
Twelve kinds of sub-immortal ninth-level skills are gathered together like crazy.
It was only then that Luo Fu was finally willing to bring the enemy into his sight.
However, he still acted calmly and calmly, as if he had no idea that he was in danger.
Then, Luo Fu's pair of slender white palms quickly formed seals.
And said: "Indeed, my strength is not enough to fight against the ninth level of God Refining."
"But, who said that I can only kill people with Kung Fu?"
Just as Luo Fu finished speaking, the action of forming the seal was just completed.
"Start the formation!"
With a faint drink.
There was a loud rumbling sound throughout the Shinto Palace.
The entire mountain peak was shaking violently.
Immediately afterwards, extremely black formation pillars that were hundreds of feet high broke out of the ground around the Shinto Palace and rose from the ground!
A soul-sealing formation in an ancient secret realm, used to seal true immortals and true gods, was suddenly activated!
Once upon a time, countless immortal souls and divine souls were imprisoned in this formation, unable to fall into reincarnation.
When the twelve men in black saw this, they all turned pale with horror!
The female monk said in horror: "How is this possible! You have just returned to Tianzong, how can you have time to set up such a large formation!?"
Obviously, the female monk had taken Luo Fu's four skills into consideration before coming.
But she didn't expect that Luo Fu had just moved to Shendao Peak and set up a soul-sealing formation!
"Ah! My head hurts so much!"
"Hell, what kind of formation is this? Why do I feel mentally disordered? Even the power of attributes is not running smoothly!"
The moment the soul-sealing formation is opened.
The twelve men in black suddenly felt a splitting headache. Even the sub-immortal-level skills that they were about to condense fell short of success due to the severe headache.
These twelve people all held their heads in their hands, feeling heart-wrenching pain.
On the opposite side, Luo Fu narrowed his starry eyes and said calmly: "I discovered this formation from the ancient secret realm and brought it back."
"At the same time, I have also collected back the strong resentment that was once in this formation."
"You are lucky enough to die in this formation."
The twelve men in black were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, but they were in so much pain that they were almost insane, unable to operate even a single bit of attribute power.
"Run away, run away!"
"This beast has clearly set up a big formation, just waiting for us to fall into the trap!"
Twelve men in black, how could they think of assassinating Luo Fu.
At this moment, he was so frightened that he ran away desperately.
However, for them, it is obviously impossible to escape through the air.
Even every step he took became extremely difficult.
Luo Fu shook his head and directly used the Jinghong Immortal Sword.
The sword rises and falls!
An elder in black, the head of the family is divided!
The Jinghong Immortal Sword struck down one after another.
In the dazzling arc-shaped sword light, eleven men in black were beheaded without even the strength to resist.
Finally, Luo Fu came to the female monk.
The female monk almost reached the edge of the formation, but finally fell to the ground.
Bleeding from all seven orifices!
Unconcious.
Luo Fu looked down at the female monk condescendingly and said calmly: "Is this your assassination operation?"
"To be honest, I'm disappointed."
After speaking, the hand rises and the sword falls!
The female monk's eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and her head was rolling on the ground.
Twelve people, all dead!
In the open space, Luo Fu's eyes were calm as he casually shook off the blood on the Jinghong Immortal Sword.
As if talking to himself or speaking to the air, he said calmly: "You know I have an immortal talisman with me."
"So, these twelve people are just cannon fodder."
"Right?"
Suddenly, a black figure shot out from the mountain abyss and ran away like crazy!
Looking at the retreating figure, Luo Fu looked calm: "Escape?"
"Can you escape?"
"come back."
Buzz!
In the distance, the man in black, fleeing crazily all the way south, happened to pass a mountain peak.
And on top of that mountain peak, there was actually a teleportation array, which was accurately calculated to a millimeter and suddenly activated!
A formation of light rose vertically and directly engulfed the man in black.
at the same time.
In front of the Shinto Palace, there is a similar teleportation array, shining with light.
The thirteenth man in black was teleported directly to Luo Fu.
Immediately afterwards, the soul-sealing formation caused the thirteenth person to convulse and tremble on the ground in pain.
"Luo Fu, you! How did you know I was here!"
"Ahhh, it hurts!"
"How did you know that I was going to run away to the south!"
Luo Fu's right hand was clawed, clasping the head of the man in black, and said calmly: "You didn't come in the middle of the night."
"You are the only chief who has visited me during the day."
"At the same time, the south is exactly the opposite direction of Tiandao Wuliang Pavilion, isn't it?"
"Right, Chief Han Cang of the Tiandao Boundless Pavilion."
